Willowbilly3
A *real* tin magnet
I'm sure it's happened to most of us. Yesterday evening I ran to the grocery store in my hot rod. As I parked in front and got out, an older gentleman made a bee line for me with a big grin and started a conversation. typical "love your car, what year is it"? Then he wanted to tell me about his first car but the story begins with the formation of the planet (almost) and the history of his family leaving the east coast, all of his siblings and their age at the time, his grandfather, who was 84, and how he migrated here and his life history. How they moved across the country and what made them move from one town to the next looking for a nice place to live. About 5 minutes into this button hole, I tell him (politely) "this is an awful long story just to tell me about an old car you had". He goes "Yeah, I know" and continues on so I start walking into the store and he keeps following me and yammering on as I shop. By the time I got to the check out, I ask him again to get to the point since we still weren't to the part about his first car this reminded him of. As I walk away from him he says "I bet you have interesting stories too" No, not anything like yours I said.
Oh, he did finally get the the car, a 38 Olds sedan with little curtains that pulled down.
Jim Morrison was right, people are strange.
Oh, he did finally get the the car, a 38 Olds sedan with little curtains that pulled down.
Jim Morrison was right, people are strange.